CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO
Anna's Point-of-View
I jolted inside my room and busted out my luggage from the closet. I rushed to throw all of my clothes in there. I knew Harry wouldn't take what I said earlier seriously. Not to be assuming and all but he'll always follow me no matter what. He's Harry. I know him by heart.
On my way here I managed to book a flight tonight to London. Well, Paul, One Direction's travel manager, helped me book the flight using their private jet. He didn't have to ask any questions for he knows why because he's seen the little scene earlier with me and Harry.
Once I knew everything was in there I rushed to get out of my room to find...
"Mamu?" she was standing by my living room, clutching her bag as she gazed at her feet.
"What- why are you here?" I asked all too harshly that seemed to frighten her a bit.
To be honest, I was expecting her to go to me and slap me across the face and all but she stood her ground. She even stepped a little backwards.
"I- uhh... I came by to apologize... for my sister. We're sorry for intruding in on you and Harry. I tried stopping her from seducing Harry but she just wouldn't budge." She babbled.
"Well, I accept your apology but it's all too late now. My friendship with Harry is long gone. You can go back to your sister now." I tried to sound like I didn't give a fuck in the world but, to be honest, I was flattered that she had the guts to come here and apologize for her sister.
I expected her to leave, run out of the room but instead she walked up to me and gave me a hug. I patted her back, awkwardly.
"Happy birthday, Anna." She whispered before letting go and walking out of the room without another word.
Well that was awkward.
I quickly shook it off and made my way out of the room with two heavy bags filled with my clothes and every other bull crap I had. It's like my whole life is in here, all of it was necessary to bring. I didn't bother to bring all my presents with me, except the penthouse and the car keys in London. I had the right amount of money to survive the whole month in London.
As the elevator doors were about to close, I saw an all too familiar figure outside.
Harry stood outside of the elevator with the most dreadful face I've seen on him.
"Anna! Wait!" he shouted as soon as he saw me inside the elevator. My eyes widened in panic and I quickly pressed the close button like a mad man until it closes in on him. Luckily it did.
I fumbled with my keys as I arrived at the parking lot. I pressed the unlock button and literally tossing my bags nonchalantly to the back seat.
I saw Harry run out of the hotel's entrance and turn to my car's direction once he was out.
I turned the ignition on and screeched out to the driveway as fast as I can to get away from Harry and to the airport.
Harry's Point-of-View
Earlier with Harry...
"Cut me some slack, will you?! I've had enough of your bullshit!" she then disappeared out the door with the most broken expression on her face.
I was about to follow her when a hand held me back and an excruciating pain had struck across my jaw. I was now on the floor clutching my jaw, moaning with pain.
"I TOLD YOU NEVER TO LAY A HAND ON HER YOU FUCKING BASTARD!" Zayn was being held back by Niall, Robin and Steve.
"I swear- I- I didn't mean to- I'm-" I was at loss for words. I didn't know how to explain my actions. I was drunk and I was depressed as hell.
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